✧ - You haven’t seen your old mentor for years. Years, that you patiently waited. You walked to his dojo or well use to be a dojo everyday and sat on the crooked stairs. Awaiting for your teacher, your parental figure of some sort to return to you before you called his name.

✧ - When you opened your eyes, there he was. Limping towards you covered in dirt & ashes. You could see the fear in his eyes when he met eye contact with you. He sat near you with a sigh.

“ I’m in deep shit kid. “